Breaking The Dawn Part 1 Novels & Stories

Lightning streaks littered the darkened sky, but for Damon the Prideful – the dawn had finally come back for him. For the first time, the faith he thought that had abandoned him was finally on his side this time and for once ever since he existed, Damon the Prideful was grateful to be born.

“Broken night?” Janice questioned. She had been led in as usual, and sat, still cuffed, across the table from Byron. “Hmm?” Byron looked at her, appearing confused. “That's what my mom used to call it when nightmares or something kept waking you up— a broken night.” “Oh,” now he began to understand. “Yeah, it looks like you had one.” “You could say that for sure.” “That's okay, I did too. I was dreaming about Lacey all night, Lacey and that damn snake.”

2 Phoebe had just woken up, she had a terrible headache, it felt like someone was hitting with a big hammer. Phoebe was about to use her hand to rub her temples, but her hand couldn't reach her head, only then did Phoebe realize that she was locked in bed, her mouth was dry, but she couldn't open it. Phoebe groaned softly, she wanted to move her body but couldn't. In the large space where she was alone, the silence made her panic even more. She tried to make a few sounds to break the silence, but then she discovered that she was alone here.

Chapter 60 As the sun falls into the horizon, the people, or should I say the werewolves, of the town of Dusk and Dawn starts to gather at our place. Tonight the alpha’s madness will end. Tonight, everything will be more normal and free. No more threats and darkness. Only good, light, and life.

Drake’s POV – I stir awake to the faint echoes of battle still humming through the air. The scent of blood clings to the wind, but the fighting is ending—our men and Baylee’s wolves are finishing off the last of the rogues. It doesn’t take long. When it’s over, Ben taps me, and I open my eyes with a groan, blinking as the sunlight hits me full in the face. “Damn, that’s bright,” I mumble, shielding my eyes. Beside me, Dain groans too, clutching his head as the last traces of poison seep from my body. Caron’s potion is working—cleansing, pushing out the darkness.

Decision & March Dax Dawn broke over the camp like a blade splitting the sky, its pale light cutting through the mist that clung to the eastern pass. The air buzzed with urgency, Kaden’s message, a single line of ink and threat, still burning in my mind: Come if you dare. The camp stirred around me, men shouting orders, horses snorting, the clatter of gear drowning out the morning’s quiet.

And the shattered crystal. When morning came, I opened my eyes, my gaze steady and resolved. It was time to end this.

The fiery nightmares were gone, replaced by a peace and freedom in my soul like I have never known. The money from the sale of the old house? I kept my promise and sent it to Silvia's account. That was when my phone buzzed with a news update. It was Silvia's face on the screen, at Derrick's wedding. I watched as she marched up with a can of gasoline. In front of everyone, she doused Derrick with it and tossed a lighter, igniting a firestorm. Derrick's screams pierced the air, and pandemonium broke out. The flames cast a wild glow on Silvia's face as she laughed, a chilling, unhinged cackle.

Quinn broke down, wailing like a child. I took a sip of tea, then ordered someone to drag her onto the deck. Since she loved making a scene, she could have a taste of what it felt like to be watched like a circus act. Jake, who had been beaten up, his face bruised and swollen, tried to pull her to her feet. However, Quinn suddenly bit down hard on his wrist. “Ah!” Jake let out a sharp scream. Furious, he shoved her away, shaking his hand wildly.

she asked in a terrified tone. "Hey Phoebe, please don't break his skull, I need his brain intact," I told her. She scoffed at me. I turned to my mother. "You can't reach him from the surface, so I'm going to take you inside. Do you trust me?" My mother glanced from me to Phoebe to Xerxes, who seemed delirious. It all seemed a little too easy. Why would he let himself get captured? Where were his hounds? He was a prince of the dark realm. This was all very suspicious but we had already gone this far.